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Twentyball
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slump6s
Slump6s
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Namil Bridges
Namil Bridges
Composer
James Addison
James Addison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
benjicold
benjicold
Producer
Namil Bridges
Namil Bridges
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ew (Benjicold, why you icy?) (Hey, bitch, ayy) Real deal money-maker, real deal money like- (gang, bitch, ayy) 1500 shit, these niggas know how I'm rockin', bruh (gang, bitch) Uh (yeah), uh (yeah) Rrr Just pulled 20 bands right out the bank, just to flex on the niggas that was hatin' Almost a grown man, none of that kid shit Big shit, see them niggas instigatin' Finna get my own crib and that shit got a gate Nigga tried to catch on, but that fuck nigga late I done blew about ten bands just in the A Threw a whole 'nother ten bands up in they face When I'm talking that real shit, niggas be speechless Watch the niggas around you, niggas be leeches I sеnd like ten goals, shit got some mеaning And I scored like ten goals in soccer season And they mad because I ain't never worked no job They mad because I never had they problems And they mad because I'm 17 livin' they dreams While they stuck in the home, and they home online Tell that lil' nigga, "Touch some grass or somethin'" Honestly, I really feel bad for him Everything goin' real bad for him Fucked up, now it's looking real sad for him Can't do nothing else but laugh at him Niggas my sons, like a dad to them These niggas talk down and I peep it But they be envious for some reason Niggas know I don't talk on the internet But these niggas love drama, they into that (Benjicold, why you icy?) But they carry some weight like a grown man Got them mad, I just watch how they finna act 17, nigga, I'm still in high school I could never grow up and be like you Nigga, my money up, Eiffel We goin' up and it's stuck, unlike you Money went up, had to put my dukes in a plane See a whole bunch of niggas try to slide on my name I was hoopin' in school, now I'm really in the game Havin' fun with this shit, niggas goin' insane Nigga try to lil' boy me 'cause of my age Paying bills like a grown man, stuck in my ways Can't fuck with these niggas, man, these niggas too fake Can't look in the mirror, man, these niggas two-faced Just pulled 20 bands right out the bank, just to flex on the niggas that was hatin' Almost a grown man, none of that kid shit Big shit, see them niggas instigatin' Finna get my own crib and that shit got a gate Nigga tried to catch on, but that fuck nigga late I done blew about ten bands just in the A Threw a whole 'nother ten bands up in they face Just pulled 20 bands right out the bank, just to flex on the niggas that was hatin' Almost a grown man, none of that kid shit Big shit, see them niggas instigatin' Finna get my own crib and that shit got a gate Nigga tried to catch on, but that fuck nigga late I done blew about ten bands just in the A Threw a whole 'nother ten bands up in they face
Writer(s): Namil Bridges, James Addison Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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